{"id":317431,"created_at":"2024-11-16 14:45:50","updated_at":"2025-06-15 01:56:36","deleted_at":null,"published_at":"2024-11-16 14:45:50","original_id":null,"artist_id":45676,"title":"Finger of God","slug":"finger-of-god","status":"published","description":null,"album_id":null,"streets":1,"source_type":"s3","source":"file","lyrics":"Niggas be tripping, they not on my level, I glow in the dark (hmm)\r\nYeah, I'ma get what I want, 'cause I got me the finger of God (yeah)\r\nYou wasn't here when we done did it all, just like Hit-Boy and Nas (ay)\r\nSooner or later, they gon' realize that they talking to God \r\n\r\nDon't get me started, I carry a bludgeon, I'm headed to Mars\r\nBack from the dead, I can show you the scars\r\nBack to the music, I'm feeling so great, I just had a menage \r\nFlow is like water, I'm flooding the town\r\nFire department, I'm burning it down\r\nHandle the heat or you gon' be deceased \r\nWe don't fuck with police, so we b-b-b-bounce\r\nWaving my gun because I'm trigger happy\r\nI pull up, and shoot up, cuss like Akinyele \r\nYou in a dilemma like Nelly & Kelly\r\nYou tryn'a fake your death like Machiavelli (woo)\r\nYeah, you're a goodman jiggalo\r\nMy girl said I'm green and disgusting, shit, sometimes I be feeling like Piccalo\r\nSo I bought her a ticket home\r\n\r\nNiggas be tripping, they not on my level, I glow in the dark (hmm)\r\nYeah, I'ma get what I want, 'cause I got me the finger of God (yeah)\r\nYou wasn't here when we done did it all, just like Hit-Boy and Nas (ay)\r\nSooner or later, they gon' realize that they talking to God \r\n\r\nI beat it up like a pi\u00f1ata, I gotta\r\nThey wonder if I'll ever give 'em a stunner\r\nThe mic in my hand, the whole summer is ours\r\nLike Curtis Jackson, man, they know I got power (yeah)\r\nYou're wearing a cross, I'm wearing an ankh \r\nThey call me a boss, they call you a punk\r\nYou're lost in the sauce, your boy's in the trunk\r\nSay I got bars, this is a pub\r\nOf course I'm on top, my favorite position is missionary\r\nWhen I die, play my discography, no obituary \r\nLike Barney Stinson, everything that I do is so legendary \r\nHold up, wait a minute \r\nAre you taking notes, secretary?\r\n\r\nNiggas be tripping, they not on my level, I glow in the dark (hmm)\r\nYeah, I'ma get what I want, 'cause I got me the finger of God (yeah)\r\nYou wasn't here when we done did it all, just like Hit-Boy and Nas (ay)\r\nSooner or later, they gon' realize that they talking to God","download_count":34,"play_count":0,"restrict_download":0,"generated_thumbnail":null,"flag_count":0,"download_count_24":1,"download_count_24_at":"2025-06-15","reupload_sent":0,"thumb_path":"https:\/\/s3.eu-central-1.amazonaws.com\/sol-assets\/uploads\/public\/673\/893\/f07\/thumb_1044820_300_300_0_0_crop.jpg","status_reason":"published","status_reason_alt":null,"tags":[]}
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Niggas be tripping, they not on my level, I glow in the dark (hmm)
Yeah, I'ma get what I want, 'cause I got me the finger of God (yeah)
You wasn't here when we done did it all, just like Hit-Boy and Nas (ay)
Sooner or later, they gon' realize that they talking to God
Don't get me started, I carry a bludgeon, I'm headed to Mars
Back from the dead, I can show you the scars
Back to the music, I'm feeling so great, I just had a menage
Flow is like water, I'm flooding the town
Fire department, I'm burning it down
Handle the heat or you gon' be deceased
We don't fuck with police, so we b-b-b-bounce
Waving my gun because I'm trigger happy
I pull up, and shoot up, cuss like Akinyele
You in a dilemma like Nelly & Kelly
You tryn'a fake your death like Machiavelli (woo)
Yeah, you're a goodman jiggalo
My girl said I'm green and disgusting, shit, sometimes I be feeling like Piccalo
So I bought her a ticket home
Niggas be tripping, they not on my level, I glow in the dark (hmm)
Yeah, I'ma get what I want, 'cause I got me the finger of God (yeah)
You wasn't here when we done did it all, just like Hit-Boy and Nas (ay)
Sooner or later, they gon' realize that they talking to God
I beat it up like a piƱata, I gotta
They wonder if I'll ever give 'em a stunner
The mic in my hand, the whole summer is ours
Like Curtis Jackson, man, they know I got power (yeah)
You're wearing a cross, I'm wearing an ankh
They call me a boss, they call you a punk
You're lost in the sauce, your boy's in the trunk
Say I got bars, this is a pub
Of course I'm on top, my favorite position is missionary
When I die, play my discography, no obituary
Like Barney Stinson, everything that I do is so legendary
Hold up, wait a minute
Are you taking notes, secretary?
Niggas be tripping, they not on my level, I glow in the dark (hmm)
Yeah, I'ma get what I want, 'cause I got me the finger of God (yeah)
You wasn't here when we done did it all, just like Hit-Boy and Nas (ay)
Sooner or later, they gon' realize that they talking to God
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